Sorry it's been a while- busy two weeks back as a teacher and then my laptop broke so I had to start the chapter from scratch! Will try and update again when possible.

The spoon was moving by itself. I'd seen this before, but only in the Benedict household.

'Come in Sky!' Rose called out, without looking over her shoulder.

I nervously walked into the room, realising what they were; savants. Was this a savant sorority? If so, were they savants I could trust? I sat down in an armchair, twiddling my thumbs in my lap.

Carla looked over at me and grinned. Taylor stopped controlling the spoon and took it out of the mug, banging it against the side before she put it onto the table.

'So I see you've noticed we're just like you.' Rose's lips curled up into a smile, a smile I wasn't sure I trusted.

'You'd be the perfect addition to our family.' Taylor added, flicking her hair over her shoulder. 'We've heard all about you.'

'You... have?' My stomach flipped.

'Yeah. You're the savant girl on campus who's met her soulfinder.' Taylor smiled.

I relaxed, glad that my witness protection programme cover hadn't been blown; after all, I was starting to like this place.

'You have? What's he like?' Carla sighed, dreamily.

'Very cute. Tanned skin, muscular, dark hair, dark eyes.' Rose licked her lips, making me feel tense again. He was my soulfinder, not hers.

Taylor rolled her eyes. 'Ignore her, she's trying to make you jealous. He's your soulfinder.'

'Sorry, I'll behave.' Rose smiled, though I had a feeling she didn't mean it. 'So Sky, why Alpha Phi?'

I'd spent days researching and preparing myself for this, looking into the history of Alpha Phi (not that it mentioned savants). However, now I wasn't sure if I wanted to join this sorority. Sally had said it would be good for me to have some good girl mates and Phee had agreed, especially as she was getting less mobile with every day. Although the thought of working alongside savants that were not the Benedicts made me nervous, I decided that friend or foe, these would be people to watch.

So I used my research and bull-shitted my way through the morning. And I was accepted: straight away- that was when I knew they must have been up to something.

Fresher's week turned out to be as crazy as I'd heard Spring Break could be; every night there were at least five parties to go to- some in the frats and sorority houses, some in the SU and some in random houses. Either way, most required people dressing up and getting drunk. Zed and I had avoided the parties until it reached Thursday. He had been invited out drinking with some new mates (George, Bleu and Rob) and I had been told I needed to make an appearance at the Alpha Phi toga party.

Phee had laughed when I told her. 'That is the most cliche thing I've ever heard of!'

'Tell me about it.' I had sighed.

'So what are you wearing?'

Rose, Taylor, Carla and a few of the other girls had taken me shopping to make sure I was prepared. They'd also invited me over to get ready in the house with them. When I had arrived, my jaw could have hit the ground. The house had been transformed; white grecian pillars were spread around, wrapped in ivy. Blue curtains were draped about and the house had been filled with tables of cups and food, as well as extra chairs for guests. In the living room was a DJ booth and lights set up, the floor covered in white and blue balloons.

'Hey!' Janey, one of my fellow Alpha Phi 'sisters' squealed, pulling me into a hug. She could read anyone's mind, which creeped me out a little.

'Hey.' I smiled as she pulled away. Although I was nervous about the party, Phee had told me to have some drink and to enjoy it and to contact her if there were any problems.

'We're all up in Taylor's room.' She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the stairs. 'Rose is AWOL, but she said she'll be around in time for the party.'

'Oh, right.'

'Don't worry, she does this sometimes. It's usually guy-related.' Janey shrugged.

We reached Taylor's room, at the end of the first floor. As she was an assistant leader, she had a fairly big bedroom with a queen-sized bed. The carpet and walls were white, but decorated with photographs and the Greek letters. There was a blue sofa with matching armchair, a huge wardrobe and the bed was covered with cushions, each a different shade of blue.

Taylor was sat cross-legged on her bed with Carla, Dana and Lila, flicking through gossip magazines.

'Hey Sky.' They chorused when I walked it.

I smiled. 'Hey girls.'

'Right, now Sky is here, we should get ready!' Carla smiled. 'Nails first?'

Two hours and a few slices of pizza later, we were ready to party- just ten minutes before the party was set to start. I looked in the mirror at myself, just to check final appearances; my hair was down in its usual blonde curls, with an ivy crown on my head. My shop-bought-and-self-altered-toga was a little shorter than I would usually wear, as it sit a good few inches above my knee. It was a one-shoulder dress, which draped in a Grecian style. Around my waist was the Alpha Phi blue sash and I wore gold wedges on my feet. My make-up was a little different to normal; it was fairly natural, but with winged eyeliner and thick black eyelashes. My eyes looked huge.

'Photo!' Dana called. We all posed together. 'That'll look great on Facebook. Don't worry, I'll tag you all.'

I laughed. I'd hardly used Facebook until I'd moved away. Now it was perfect for keeping in touch with everyone back in Wrickenridge and the rest of my second-family across the world. My phone beeped, telling me that Dana had already uploaded the photo. Technology today always surprised me- it was super fast. Yves often took the mick out of me for being so surprised; nerd.

'We'd better head downstairs.' Taylor smiled, looking at her clock. 'Party starts in five ladies.'

Though, the party didn't start in five. This is why I had never been a proper host- you had to be there on the time marked on invitations/flyers, just incase someone turned up actually on time. Sure, there were a few of the nerds and a couple girls still trying to desperately get into a sorority, but other than that, it was empty. Nonetheless, the DJ started up the music and the bartender (I know right, how formal for a houseparty!) had started mixing up the standard cocktails and prepping bottles of beer.

Two hours later, and you could hardly move. The whole of the downstairs was buzzing with people, and campus security were turning people away at the door; there was even a waiting line on the lawn for a houseparty. I was definitely not in Wrickenridge anymore. I was way out of my depth.

'Having fun?' Dana asked, appearing at my side.

'Sure!' I shouted back, sipping at my Sex on the Beach cocktail. It was delicious.

'Wow, look at Carla go.'

I followed the direction Dana was looking in and spotted Carla grinding against some muscular guy with dark brown hair. He must have been on some kind of sports team.

'That's nothing.' I shook my head. 'I saw Taylor making out with someone an hour ago.'

'Blonde?'

'No, brunette.'

'Oh my god, she's making out with her ex again!' Dana groaned. 'I'm sure Rose will stop that.'

'She will?'

'Yeah, didn't you know? She can control people's actions. Wait till she gets here. There will be all kinds of drama!'

I wasn't so sure I liked the idea of that. Dana disappeared back into the crowd to find some 'eye candy', so I decided I'd better be brave and try to mingle. I didn't want to just rely on these group of girls for friends. I needed someone normal.

I spotted a girl with dark brunette hair and a pink streak in it, with clashing emerald green eyes. She was wearing a knee-length white dress with gold gladiator sandals laced up to her knees. Her nails were black and she had gold eye make-up on. A glass of red wine was in her hand. Brave when she was wearing a white toga at a house party.

'Hey.' She smiled, raising her glass to me as I moved to the empty wall space next to her.

'Hey.'

'Can't believe these parties are as cliché as in the movies.' She didn't sound Canadian. Her voice was Southern - Texas, perhaps?

I couldn't help but laugh. 'Tell me about it.'

'English?' She smiled in recognition.

'Texan?'

'Good try. Louisiana.'

'Well it's lovely to meet you, Louisiana.' I laughed, holding out my spare hand.

'You too, English.' She looked around, before recognising my sash. 'You know, you don't take me as a sorority girl.'

'I know.' I shrugged. 'But I thought it was worth a shot.'

'Just be careful.' She leant towards me after checking around. 'I'm not sure I trust Alpha Phi.'

'To be honest, neither am I.'

And I knew for one I didn't trust Rose. Taylor always said she made an entrance to these parties and I'd spent the whole night wondering what it could be. In fact, Louisiana (Jenni was her real name) and I had been joking about it over cocktails.

'Hey beautiful.' A guy with copper-coloured hair grinned, kissing Jenni on the cheek.

She shied away. 'Hey Ben.' She looked at me awkwardly, suddenly remembering I was there. 'This is my new pal, English.'

'English?' He raised an eyebrow, clearly sober and not understanding the joke between us.

'Sky.' I smiled. 'But I'm English.'

'Oh right.' He laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. 'I'm Ben. Canadian, I guess.'

'Nice to meet you.' I shook his hand, making him go a deeper shade of red.

'Oh my god.' Jenni's jaw dropped as she looked across the room.

'What?'

'Could she be any more dramatic?'

I followed Jenni's gaze and my jaw reflected her. Rose had arrived in style. Or not. In a white bikini with white see-through sarong and gold-bangle covered arms, she had been carried into the room. Carried into the room by two topless guys.

'Those guys look ridiculous.' Ben laughed.

'I know.' I replied, my eyes narrowing. 'And one of them is my fiancé.'